She pushed off the log and stood, her fists jammed into do plastic pockets. "I don't know why I'm telling you all this. Dinner was nice last night... despite the mistaken idea the I would meet Mikhail at a restaurant. Gee, I wonder where I would get that idea from. But thanks. It must have been wonderful to grow up as you and Mikhail did... In one place."
"It was." Jarek stood and lifted the rain hood over her hair, smoothing it as it curled around his fingers. Why did she entrance him? Why did he want to gather her close and protect her?